Monday, 4 April 2011
Bit of this
She is five and we spend the afternoon with her sister planting seeds and treading needles.
Luckily there are 2 needles and 2 canvas squares and 1 obliging birthday girl who shares her booty.
I take home a warm fuzzy (as we say at school) and a huge box of veggies that the older brother carries to the car.
Bit of that
Crossed wires: Mother packing small sons lunch box.
"Mum I don't want cake".
"Why not" asks indignant friend.
"My zip won't do up." She jumps to conclusions. My lord eating issues at 7. Who has been teasing him in the play ground then.
"No mum, my zip won't do up there is too much food in my lunch box".